Happens all the time
Two firm feet washed out by the river
An unsurprising line
The clock could stop and my mind would still wander
The way it comes and goes
A simple truth now sings the wrong answer
So we may never know
If we were expert pilots or misguided dancers
It’s such a shame
Days of silence were never meant to
Be such a waste for you
In the depths of my mind
I just might drown in the ocean of progress
But hey, we know our kind
Always two good steps from oblivion
Now what’s all the fuss?
To crown the king of something or other
But if it’s not too much
I don’t want a reward but I’d kill for a gesture
It’s such a shame
Days of silence were never meant to
Be such a waste for you
It’s a choice to make
Pull of the tide, the want the need to
Be swept away for good
We blind our eyes and wonder why
But truth is that’s just how we get by
It’s such a shame
Days of silence were never meant to
Be such a waste for you
It’s a choice to make
Pull of the tide, the want the need to
Be swept away for good
Happens all the time
Two firm feet washed out by the river
An unsurprising line
The clock could stop and my mind would still wander
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